What are the lyrics to the song blues in the night?

Answer 1

LOVE JONES SOUNDTRACK

BROTHER TO THE NIGHT - A BLUES FOR NINA

Say baby, can I be your slave

I've got to admit girl, you're the s--t girl

And I'm diggin' you like a grave

Now do they call you daughter to the spinnin' post, or

Or maybe Queen of 2,000 moons

Sister to the distant, yet rising star

Is your name Yemaya

Oh hell no, it's got to be Oshun

Ooo, is that a smile me put on your face child

Wide as a field of Jasmine and Clover

Talk that talk honey, walk that walk money

Hound legs that'll spank Jehovah

S--t, who am I?

It's not important

But they call me Brother to the Night

And right now

I'm the blues in your left thigh

Trying to become the funk in your right

Who am I?

I'll be whatever you say

But right now, I'm the sight-raped hunter

Blindly pursuing you as my prey

And I just wanna give you injections, of sublime erections

And get you to dance to my rythmn

Make you dream archaetypes, of black angels in flight

Upon wings, of distorted, contorted, metaphoric jism

Come on Slim

F--k yo' man, I ain't worried about him

It's you who I wanna step to my scene

Cause rather than deal with the fallacy

Of this dry ass reality

I'd rather dance and romance your sweet ass, in a wet dream

Who am I?

Well they all call me Brother to the Night

And right now I'm the blues in your left thigh

Trying to become the funk in your right.

Is that alright?

Darius Lovehall (Lorenz Tate) - Love Jones

Answer 2

"Blues In The Night"

by Katie Malua

My mamma done told me,

when I was in pigtails,

My mamma done told me, Hon,

A man is a two-face

he'll give you the big eye,

And when the sweet talking's done.

A man is a two-face,

A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing,

The blues in the night

Now the rains a-fallin'

hear the trains a-callin', whooee!

Hear the lonesome whistle

blowin' across the trestle, whooee

a-whooee-ah-whooee, clickety-clack,

Comes echoing back,

The blues in the night.

From Natchez to Mobile,

from Memphis to St. Joe,

Wherever the four winds blow.

I've been in some big towns

and heard me some big talk,

But there is one thing I know.

A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing,

The blues in the night

My mamma done told me,

when I was in pig tails,

My mamma done told me, Hon,

a man is a two-face,

he'll give you the big eye

And when the sweet talking's done.

A man is a two-face,

a worrisome thing

who'll leave you to sing,

The blues in the night.

My mamma done told me